Journey by Stephen Clark  
    to Ridgetown

Bob leads you to his car and motions you to get inside. You climb into his car and say, "So where are we going then?"
    Bob says, "Just shut up and say nothing."
    He starts the car and drives around Ridgetown for a few minutes before pulling up at a large hall. There are no signs outside to indicate what's going on. Bob stays close to you as you get out of the car and walk up to the front door.
    Inside, there is a massed crowd of people. There are men and women of all ages, some of them carrying musical instruments. And at the front of the hall is a sign saying Seventh Annual Musicians Convention. As soon as you and Bob enter the room, all eyes are on you. You are guided to the front of the room, where a small stage is set up.
    "What is all this?", you ask.
    Bob says, "This is the musicians convention. Every musician in the state is gathered together here. And we're going to make you pay for your disrespect for us. We're going to make you pay in full."
    You take ten dollars out of your pocket and say, "Here, you want my money? Is that it? Take it!"
    But Bob says, "I'm afraid it's too late for that. We have a different punishment in mind." What do you want to do?
Say, "Well, I hope it doesn't take too long."